Rapture

3,500 year old book and motherfuckers still living by this shit
Written
By man yet no second looks, nope
Just move on in the ignorant bliss
Pass on tradition of your religion
Don't give that option away to kids
Love superstition, with repetition
You got a brain but why use that bitch?

Afterlife is terrifying I think I need answers fast
I can't cope with myself dying, I just want myself to last
If I serve my life for Christ then maybe I'll see pearly gates
Its only a small price its just giving my whole life away

I call BS, motherfucker you see this?
An omnipotent God, but homie as soft as Kleenex
Creator of the universe is salty bout when we sex
If there ain't a band of metal and paperwork, in the mix

Or how about the rejects? Cancer, Palsy and the rest?
Of terminal illness, killing innocents, wit no reason
I cannot believe this, your God's an evil genius
You're back and forth on your beliefs like you is on a swing set

You just have to understand that God works in mysterious ways
Well isn't that convenient, when it doesn't serve your purpose
You got a nice little phrase that you can say, huh?
I believe in our creator, it is true you just need faith
You cannot believe in anything that is factual
That's called fucking knowing what's in your brain
That's why I'm sayin'

So let me get this straight
Adam and Eve were deceived by a talking snake, (okay)
So when you contemplate
Is there any amount of sense that it starts to make?
Water to wine and the boy is fuckin' walking lakes
Leave it to Noah to fit every genus on the planet
Inside the arc he made

See, Mary didn't fuck, (right)
Jesus popped inside the uterus, through immaculate conception
Truth be told, all Gods gotta do, is pop in and say "hey"
And no problem I'll accept it

That defeats the entire purpose
You need to have some faith
These magical events happened
Trust me it'll be okay
Do not ask, just follow the text
Number one rule, you gotta obey
If you break enough rules from this bitch
You'll spend eternity in a fiery lake

Heh sounds like love, an unforgiving God, always scrutinizing us
Hard to live life when you're watched from above
Keeping 'em in line, so Sunday they come
Fear your eternity and fork over funds
God can look past, everything that you've done
If you're keeping it coming with easy ass numbers
So please hit the booth, Speak the truth
Then its done, remember its okay cause he killed his own son

Unless your gay, or trans, or a woman, or many other things
Then I'm sorry you're not welcome in the club
Of the lords favorite human beings
Women are subservient to men, and your pussy is only another means
To procreate the next generation of
Disgusting Bible thumping god fiends